For me, the sketching of dresses was about fantasy and dreams. In my little room at home, I felt that I was somewhere else. In Paris, for instance.

I don’t take drugs because if I did I’d love them–I’d be a junkie. And because I’m Jewish, I’d probably be a dealer, too.

I am not interested in perfection, and neither are the women who wear my clothes.

I'd rather be relevant than cool.

In fashion we're lucky, we make dreams come true.

All I want is beautiful. I mean, I like grey hair, I love wrinkles. But this is me.

Women can dream at 9 in the morning and at 10 o'clock at night - it doesn't matter.